Never lend books, for no one ever returns them; the only books I have in my library are books that other folks have lent me.
Anatole France
Beautiful music
Dangerous rhythm
It's something daring, the Continental
A way of dancing that's really ultra-new
It's very subtle, the Continental
Everywhere you look you can write a book
On the trouble of a woman and a man
But you can not impose you can't stick your nose
Into something that you don't understand
[Chorus]
Bells will be ringing this sad sad news
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone I have no friends
To wish me greetings once again
Choirs will be singing Silent Night
Christmas carols by candlelight
Girl, you better go back in your mind
Try and find yourself a brand new life
I love you but you're toying with me
So if you can't change, go on, let me be
Well, I'm sick of your lies
Well what power of God does a nun use
to hold a parish priest
And what makes a good cop
let go a beautiful thief
Oh and how does a queen know
She got hold that man with honey
Time is never time at all
You can never ever leave without leaving a piece of youth
And our lives are forever changed
We will never be the same
The more you change the less you feel
Believe, believe in me, believe
Hollywood Hills
Pocketful of shells
Sunset drag
I haven't even slept for days
Zone in
Something's gotta give
As he came into the window
It was the sound of a crescendo
He came into her apartment
He left the bloodstains on the carpet
She ran underneath the table
He could see she was unable
I will lead a wallpaper life
Or run away to the foreign legion
I will lead a wallpaper life
Or run away to the foreign legion
And as the tanks roll into town
Love
This is my song
This is my song, my serenade to you
The world
Cannot be wrong
